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kirbyskisses · 10 months

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a thing i wrote in @14thcommander’s dms. no warnings; fem!reader + fluff. i’m in love with the emo boy/cutesy girl aesthetic.

i am once again thinking of childhood friends to lovers with megumi fushiguro

you’re a pudgy little thing at your kindergarten where everyone else is ignoring the spiky black haired boy sitting by himself on the bench with an uncaring expression.

your interest is piqued as he’s picked up by a lanky, white-haired man who carries a goofier, more youthful energy than any of the other parents.

you bravely trot up, little pastel boots splashing in the rain at the odd duo and call.

“hey wait! uhm… what was your name! fu…fushi-?” you try to remember his name from roll call and his dark eyes widen at your approach momentarily before drooping again.

“i’m fushiguro.”

“fu-shi-gu-ro, right!” you laugh, a bright gentle sound despite the gray day. “i like your doggy, fushiguro!”

that causes him and his guardian to pause, the white haired man crouching to you, incredibly blue eyes peering amicably over pitch black glasses.

“well now… you can see it huh? you’ve certainly got a lot of cursed energy for a kid so small. you know, you’re very special to see those?” he smiles and you grin back.

“yeah! i can see ‘im!” your bright eyes turn back to megumi, delighted. “can i pet him them?? pretty please!!”

megumi looks to gojo’s approving grin, then to you with a soft nod as your tiny form pats the white devil dog’s snout, a mess of giggles at its curious nose and teeth.

and then “fushiguro” becomes “megumin” and then “min-chan.”

min-chan who you have play dates with that evolve into study dates and training where he can never bring himself to actually lay a hit on you.

min-chan who frowns when you go home from school early with a cold, but blushes a subtle pink when he walks into his house and sees you getting your hair braided by his sister.

min-chan whose cheeks dust a light pink at the bright, ever-excited warmth of your smile as you explain - “your house was closer, so tsumiki-nee said to stay here rather than walk home sick!”

min-chan who’s a bit more of a hormonal tween now. his blush darkens when he sees you wearing his extra shirt to sleep in and hears you using his shower.

min-chan who finds out you’re being mocked or bullied for your interests in middle school and comes to you with bloodied knuckles as he walks you to the train station. he always walks you, every day.

“it’s not my blood.” he looks at the red staining his hands. “don’t look so worried. next time they bother you, just tell me…”

min-chan who is devoted to cheering you up.

min-chan who listens you talk about whatever manga boy it is your simping over or whatever new album you’ve torrented onto your ipod. he only gives soft nods and the occasional smile but you know he’s listening diligently.

and min-chan who bites his lips and mutters “it’s not a big deal” anytime you congratulate him on taming a new shadow curse.

min-chan who mumbles “hold on tight,” red in the face when you wrap around him to ride nue for the first time.

min-chan who hides that his new phone has you – cradling one of his smaller shadow frogs – as his wallpaper.

min-chan who frowns his gojo perpetually pokes his cheek - teasing that his “girlfriend” really is getting stronger and he needs to catch up if he wants to keep the “tough emo boyfie” act up.

min-chan whose eyes widen when you call him “megumi” - thanking him for everything and handing him a box of cookies for gojo-san, the day you move away. you’re strong enough to master your family’s technique back in their home country.

so now he’s megumi.

megumi who nods tersely as your cute voice chides “don’t get into too many fights okay? and hug the puppies twice as much for me!”

megumi who doesn’t stop thinking about how your lips feel against his cheek for days.

megumi who wants to text, but his head nags that he’d only be an annoyance to your training - maybe it’s better he just leaves you alone. besides, curses are getting stronger and tsumiki has fallen ill - he has enough to worry about.

megumi fushiguro, high school student, who bites the inside of his cheek in annoyance as gojo drags him, nobara and itadori along to pick up the last first year of the bunch.

fushiguro who rolls his eyes as the two question what the new addition will be like.

and his breath hitches, seeing a form in a familiar blue uniform. a form dripping in a controlled yet powerful cursed aura, down the street.

with cute cartoon dog pins and a handful of shojo manga, the teen rushes up and calls out. the voice is deeper given the passing years but no less exuberant and familiar.

“gojo-san!! over here!!”

megumi, who feels like a kid again, flushed cheeks and surprised eyes as gojo swings you around with a laugh and you attentively compliment nobara’s lipstick and listen to itadori’s ever-goofy introduction.

“i’m into girls like jennifer lawrence.” he says with not an ounce of shame, megumi still reeling at hearing you say your name with the same friendly laugh you did all those years ago.

“… and i’m into guys like — min-chan!!”

your eyes land on him and the rest of you soon follows, swallowing his taller form whole in a tight hug that knocks him to the sidewalk.

you don’t pay a single iota of attention to the onlookers or to the surprised expressions on each of your classmates instead just letting them watch as you cup his cheeks and squeal.

“it’s been sooooo long! you got bigger - did the puppies get bigger too?! got any new animals? gojo-san got a new blindfold isn’t it cool? hey, how come you didn’t call me or tell me tsumiki-nee is sick - i would have come sooner to help! did you hear i might become a first grade sorcerer this year? how come you never called or wrote?! you’re so rude… but i forgive because i missed you so much!! doesn’t my uniform look cute?!”

you spit out in rapid succession, pinching his cheeks.

megumi who doesn’t have time nor evidence to deny it this time when gojo calls you his “girlfriend” in front of an utterly shocked yuuji and nobara. who only takes a deep, shaky breath to regain his normal deadpan expression.

his other two classmates’ jaws drop farther when he replies without a hitch.

“i’m 175 centimeters now. yes the dogs are bigger. i have rabbits, a serpent and an elephant now. his new blindfold is fine but it makes him no less annoying. i didn’t want to bother you, i’m proud of you for you raise in grade…” he pauses and only then looks away with another deep breath, red on his cheeks.

“thank you for forgiving me…i missed you too…and you do look very cute in your uniform.”

because he’s megumi - the one who acts disinterested to everyone but as always hears every word you say.

megumi, your childhood friend, who doesn’t so much as blink, expression bored at yuuji and nobara’s horrified surprise or gojo’s teasing grin.

he just keeps holding you, sat there on the sidewalk as you nuzzle your cheeks to his like an overly-affectionate kitten happy to have your “min-chan” back. <3

#megumi fushiguro #megumi fushiguro x reader #jjk x reader #x black!reader #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #fluff #x reader #what you won’t queue for love❤️

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charliedawn · 7 months

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Can you do one with the slashers (including Five) where she's very talkative and is always happy, like she loves to cook for others, always has a smile, basically a golden retriever and how they would react to her?

🤞- anon

Michael Myers :

Michael didn’t know how to react at first. He kept staring at you and you thought he was even irritated by your cheerful behaviour.

You were sad to see that no matter how much you tried, you couldn’t find a way to speak with him.

But one day, he entered the kitchen and wordlessly started watching you. You asked if he needed anything, but he didn’t seem to want anything else than to watch you.

You indulged and soon, you found out that Michael seemed to be learning. He kept watching the movements of your hands when you cut and cooked. And when you had your back turned, he would pick up where you left off and try to help you.

Michael is not exactly talkative, but once he warms up to you ? He’ll try his best to help you.

Bo Sinclair :

Bo wasn’t used to having a sunshine in his life. He barely talked to you at first and preferred to keep his distance.

He worked on his car. He ignored you most of the time, but you were persistent.

You would come into the garage and bring him cookies almost every week. And you kept him company whenever you could.

You were a talker, but he didn’t mind. He likes talkers.

You *sitting down on a table nearby and pushes a plate with a sandwich on it towards him* : "You should eat something."

Him *smiles and chuckles before tilting his cap at you and taking a bite of the sandwich* : "Thanks, lovely. Ya too good with me, sun cake."

"And one day all that kindness is gonna come to bite ya in the ass." He thinks, but doesn’t say. He simply looks at your beaming smile and winning attitude and shakes his head.

He will keep his mouth shut—for now.

Vincent Sinclair :

Vincent didn’t really know what to make of you at first. He kept himself busy in his room and rarely got out for anything else than mandatory community meals.

And when he did, he didn’t speak.

He just stared at you. And whenever you would talk to him, he would either ignore you or look away.

Vincent is not very social, but he would ask his brother to handle the talking part when he needs something…

Bo *approaches you* : "Hum…Vincent asked me to give you this ?" *gives you a wax figurine*

You *smile before looking at Vincent—hidden behind Bo—with a bright smile* : "Thank you, Vincent !"

Him *blushes profusely*

He would eventually get used to you, but it would take a lot of time and patience for the both of you to end up close enough for him to actually trust you.

Jason Voorhees :

Jason stayed away at first, but he did observe you. His eyes would follow you wherever you went, and specifically when interacting with the other slashers.

He would also never make the first step to properly introduce himself. But, he’d be happy to see you try to come towards him.

You *smile* : "Hey there, Jason. What are you carving today ?"

Jason *smiles shyly before showing you a small wooden frog figurine*

Once you gained his trust, he’d protect you from the other slashers—especially from Freddy.

If you’re the golden retriever ? He’ll be the German Shepherd. One word from you and he’ll kill whoever you want.

Freddy Krueger :

Unlike the rest of the slashers, Freddy has no boundaries or shyness. He’ll be up in your face from the start with the biggest sh*t-eating grin ever and introduce himself to you.

Freddy *extends his hand forward* : "Helllllo there, gorgeous. Ain’t you a sight for sore eyes ?! Name’s Freddy. What’s yours ?"

Creep alert.

Freddy is NOT a decent person. And he doesn’t know how to react when it comes to sunshine people. He’d be all flirty jokes and dirty talk.

Freddy *clearly staring at your behind* : "Hey there, peach. How are you doing this morning ?"

You *turn around with a smile* : "Very good. Thank you, Freddy. How about you ?"

Him *seems confused* : "Huh ? I was talking to your sweet a—!"

Jason *mighty punches him in the face*

As I said, Freddy is the master of discomfort.

Yeah…Don’t meet Freddy first.

Norman Bates :

Norman loved your enthusiasm and your want to help. He asked you to help him multiple times and you always did with a smile on your face.

You took care of the residents in his motel and never complained. You knew who he was, but you never let that stop you from caring about him.

He grew soft on you, and even though he was meant to kill you at first…He couldn’t.

Instead, he kept you around and found a worthy companion in you. He brought you on his daily walks and even opened up on his most secret thoughts.

Even his mother grew fond of you as she learned to respect you and the effort you put in the motel and in taking care of her son.

Norman *smiles as he gives you a cup of you favourite drink* : "Here you go, darling."

You *smile and thank him*

Jack Torrance :

Him : "Well well…Aren’t you simply delightful, sugar pie ?"

Jack found the situation funny. They had had many nurses come and go, but none of them as sweet and positive as you.

When you entered the kitchen, he comically pulled out sunglasses from his breast pocket and put them on his nose while watching you prepare breakfast.

Jack is usually the first one up. He likes to have his morning coffee before anyone else because he doesn’t like loud noises in the morning.

He usually never eats breakfast, but you actually forced him to after you noticed how he seemed to never eat.

Him : "I don’t need that much food, sunshine. I can survive a day with just coffee in my tank. But, thanks for the concern."

To which you simply made him breakfast everyday until he finally decided to eat. Just because he was tired of seeing your sad face when you had to throw away the food.

Brahms Heelshire :

Brahms got attached to you from the start.

He saw you as a chance to get attached to someone, the occasion to replace Greta.

And even better, you weren’t scared of him and helped him take care of his doll. You fixed him meals and brought them to his room when he didn’t feel like eating with the others. You willingly spent time with him. And he was grateful for it.

Him *grabs you from behind and hugs you tightly*

You *smiles and kisses his forehead* : Good morning, Brahms."

Brahms *hugs you tighter*

He is a physical affection kinda boy. He loves hugs, kisses and scratches on his scalp.

And once he knows you are safe ? He’ll follow you around like a lost puppy and carry you around if you’d let him.

Pennywise/Penny :

Pennywise *gives you the side eye* : "…Don’t smile so much."

You *puzzled* : "What ?"

Pennywise *growls* : "Your smile. It’s annoying. Why do you always smile so much ?"

You waited a few seconds before answering him.

"The slashers deserve someone who can smile with them—even you."

It left Pennywise stunned. And you left him with his thoughts. Pennywise normally didn’t mind people smiling because it usually meant dinner for him. But, you didn’t smile at them the same way his old victims did. You knew perfectly well who he was and what he had done. And yet, you still smiled at him without a care in the world. It made him upset because Pennywise doesn’t like things he doesn’t understand.

Unlike Penny who actually loved you from the start. Penny was excited to see someone so fun and outgoing. He quickly got used to you and your cheerful personality.

Five Hargreaves :

Five was actually an old friend of yours. He was the reason you had heard about St Louis in the first place.

He was relieved when you got the job, but he noticed you seemed a little worried.

When he pulled you apart, you confessed that not a lot of the slashers had actually approached you and that most of them seemed to be ignoring you. So, you asked if maybe they didn’t like you for a reason.

But, Five was quick to reassure you.

Him : "The slashers aren’t used to affection. Be patient and they’ll eventually get used to you."

You : "I just hope they’ll like me."

Five *smiles* : "Don’t worry. They’ll like you. I’m sure of it."

Five cheered you up as he bit his lower lip in order to restrain himself from telling you that he was glad that the slashers seemed to leave you alone…because he wanted you safe.

And because you were the only ray of sunshine this hospital had and he didn’t want you to change.

#fandoms #imagine #fanfic #pennywise 2017 #pennywise 1990 #slashers #pennywise x reader #michael myers x reader #freddy krueger x reader #jason voorhees x reader #bo sinclair x reader #vincent sinclair x reader #norman bates x reader #jack torrance x reader #five hargreaves x reader

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nonsensology · 2 months

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This was supposed to just be a rough sketch, but then I started getting really invested in it.

I hadn't initially intended to include so many picture book characters, but the nostalgia was overwhelming. Does anyone remember the animated short films produced by Weston Woods? My local library used to have a bunch of them on the Scholastic VHS tapes from the late 90s. (I know some shorts were released on the Children's Circle VHS tapes back in the 80s (🎶 Come on along! Come on along! Join the caravan!), and some were packaged in Sammy's Story Shop in 2008.)

Characters:

Max, from Where the Wild Things Are, written and illustrated by Maurice Sendak

Peter, from The Snowy Day, written and illustrated by Ezra Jack Keats

Brother Bear and Sister Bear, from The Berenstain Bears series, written and illustrated by Stan and Jan Berenstain

Pooh and Piglet, from the Winnie-the-Pooh books, by A. A. Milne, illustrated by E. H. Shepard

Owen, from Owen, written and illustrated by Kevin Henkes.

Mouse, from If You Give a Mouse a Cookie, by Laura Joffe Numeroff, illustrated by Felicia Bond

Louis, from The Trumpet of the Swan, by E. B. White

Mr. Toad, from The Wind in the Willows, by Kenneth Grahame, based on the illustrations by E. H. Shepard

Mr. Tumnus, from The Chronicles of Narnia series, by C. S. Lewis

Pippi and Mr. Nilsson, from the Pippi Longstocking books, by Astrid Lindgren

Willy Wonka, from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, by Roald Dahl, based on the illustrations by Quentin Blake

Matilda, from Matilda, by Roald Dahl, based on the illustrations by Quentin Blake (with an homage to the Mara Wilson movie)

Peter Pan and Tinker Bell, from Peter Pan, by J. M. Barrie

Merlin and Archimedes, from The Sword in the Stone, by T. H. White, based on the illustrations by Dennis Nolan

Pinocchio, from Pinocchio, by Carlo Collodi, based on the illustrations by Enrico Mazzanti

Alice, White Rabbit, and Cheshire Cat, from Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, by Lewis Carroll, illustrated by John Tenniel

Rupert Bear, from the Rupert stories, created by Mary Tourtel and continued by Alfred Bestall, John Harrold, Stuart Trotter, and others.

Arthur Read, from the Arthur series, written and illustrated by Marc Brown

Tin Woodman and Scarecrow, from the Land of Oz series, by L. Frank Baum, based on the illustrations by W. W. Denslow and John R. Neill

The Cat in the Hat, from The Cat in the Hat, written and illustrated by Dr. Seuss

a frog on a flying lily pad, from Tuesday, written and illustrated by David Wiesner

Charlotte, from Charlotte's Web, by E. B. White

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brittle-doughie · 8 months

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Idk if my ask got ate up by tumblr or not - but my ask was how would the cookies (any cookies welcome but I’m interested to see the dragons, Hollyberry, Cpt. Caviar and Oyster) react to Y/N ‘s prowess in the martial arts tournament. Knowing Y/N’s normally a sweetheart I’d imagine some would be surprised to find out how strong they are

Hollyberry would be pretty proud and impressed with your strength! Seeing you display such power just tells her that sometimes a great amount of strength can come from the gentlest of hearts! Don’t expect her to hold back on her hugs when the tournament is all over!

Captain Caviar was shocked to see you participating at the tournament too, getting worried that you were going to get yourself hurt badly! But once he got a look at just how tough the sweetest cookie he’s ever known can be, he’s even more astonished, you fought like a champion. It’s kinda getting him hyped up if he’s paired against you later on. If there was any cookie he’d like to have the honor of taking on, it was you.

It certainly made Oyster’s day seeing a cookie she thought couldn’t hurt a jelly frog absolutely solo those pompous paladins, it was a sight indeed. Such power…she wonders if there was any way she could keep you around in the Republic as a bodyguard of hers. No one would suspect a wonderful cookie like you to completely deck cookies wanting a problem with her. May she..caress your arm for a second?

Pitaya Dragon Cookie thought they were seeing things when you were brawling with cookies larger then you and winning! But no, you weren’t as fragile as they thought you were! They’re getting excited as their eyes began to glow, they really wanted to see what you’re made of!

Well this wasn’t what Lotus was expecting, such a cute cookie putting up a great fight against their opponents. They were expecting to be bored, but came out of seeing your fight interested in you. They’ll have Hydrangea Cookie tail You once you leave, Lotus wants to hear what kind of wish you want…

Not bad, not bad at all seeing you fare against your bigger opponents, but you were still just a cookie to them. Ananas Dragon Cookie didn’t completely write you off however, you weren’t exactly as feeble as these other cookies. They’ll give you the time of day, but expect to belong to them when you inevitably fall to the dragon of dragons~

Well well, the softie actually can put up a fight after all. You can be strong all you like, but you’ll inevitably fall for Lychee Dragon Cookie, right? It makes them curious for what they’ll do to you once your soul in their hands, will they have you be amongst the slaves they have already or will you be special to them? Lychee could always use a strong cookie like you to totally keep them safe! Your soul will be theirs!

You were strong for a cookie, but Longan Dragon Cookie was leagues ahead of you in power. You weren’t as weak as the other cookies Longan has seen, despite that gentle, kindhearted nature of yours being a good mask for it. You were still weak compared to them, and the weak are better off as crumbs…so, Longan will take you into your arms. They will make you strong, they will give you purpose…

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gojoroui · 16 days

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what do your moots remind you of?

tysm for turning this in nonnie, i was really exited to try this <3 & the fact i thought i had NO MOOTS when i literally have like 33 💀

@wvnrqs — ribbons & bows, old newspapers, pretty swans, tulips, bubbles during a summer day, vintage books

@ode2rin — cats, plushies, desserts, pillow sheets, clouds during a sunset, slice of life vlogs

@yuzurins — chirping birds in pretty meadows, bubble tea, spring mornings, green tea, flowers, plants

@okkalo — golden coins, rainbows, duckies, cardigans, soft breeze at night, lakes, cherries

@noomon — the sun, diaries, simple yet beautiful things, love letters, projectors, mini fireworks

@yoisami — serenity, raindrops falling down a window, youth, modeling posters, strawberries, bunnies

@mikareo — twinkling stars, lattes, romance k dramas, museum of arts, recording studios, eclipse

@rinzsu — instagram posts, cookies, snowman, masquerade balls, photo albums, the beach

@hanrinz — stars, k-pop concerts, snowflakes, headphones, mini skirts, candles on a rainy day

@rosequarzo — japanese folktale, lucky money, headphones, fantasize by ariana grande, toast, waking up at 2am for a snack

@adoregojo — modern universities, polaroids, black & white manga, hairclips, milk tea, bonnets

@riekiss — winter wonderland, snow angels, jewelry, dolphins bumping noses, mini skirts, slowly plucking petals off a flower

@popponn — frogs ofc, matcha, perfectly healthy & straight grass, keroppi, bootcut jeans, chanel soap

@rewh0re — autumn leaves, wooden instruments, music notes, greek & rome mythology, poetry, sacred monuments

@y2kuromi — sand castles, colorful ice cream flavors, perfect pair by beabadoobee, staying up to talk with friends until 1am, pretty seashells, butterflies

@pokkomi — glitter & sparkles, staring at clouds, fantasy genre, cargos, hello kitty, angels

@yunymphs — models, laufey, coquette aesthetic, anything gucci, attractive girls, money

@520cafe — sparrows, cats chasing after yarn strings, thirsty by aespa, picture frames, rice with soy sauce, playlists

@etoiile — lipstick, fashion, staring at the starry night sky, french cookies, milk, daisies

@moonswolfie — coffee, studying with a candlelight during a rainy day, scarves, autumn breeze, biscuits, puppies

@kyoghurts — saturn, friendly aliens, lipstick stains on a white shirt, peach eyes by wave to earth, carp streamers, chalk

@kxttqi — lilies, sunrise & sunsets, lion cubs, melting candles, strawberries, pretty instagram posts

@kaiser1ns — book shelves, j-pop, cheesecake, birthday streamers, lucky money, tigers

@rninies — aventurine, unforgiven by le sserefim, pochacco, mangoes, flip phones, figurine boxes

@iluvies — kaomoji, koi ponds, expensive restaurants, red velvet cake, pottery, bunnies that have their nose scrunched up

@lovedazai — sweet bananas, lily of the valley, bouquet of roses, the smell when you walk into a bakery, prom nights, fairytales

@scopuo — jjk theme song, video games, dvds, tote bags, japanese apartments, thrift stores

@culturity — watching edits at 3am, stargirl, cleared remix by lilithzplug, nokia phone, laces, ramen

@myuroll — my melody, rubber duckies, alice from wonderland, koi fishes, cake rolls, the feeling when when someone gives you a compliment

@noirflms — flower petals, cherry blossoms, coquette clothing, hoodies, pinterest whispers, apocalypse by cigs after sex

@wishmemel — wish me mell, chocolate covered strawberries, the moon, pretty nails, new york at night, mcdonald’s chicken nuggets

@saelique — ocean waves, san-x, doves, kindergarteners (bc ur cute & fun ^^), friends to lovers trope, headphones, staying in bed for 5 more minutes b4 school

@yeritos — pudding, iced coffee, pearl necklaces, mesmerizing color palettes, skipping rocks, mary jane shoes, lamp

#letters ꕤ ˚₊⊹

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beskarandblasters · 1 year

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Hello Neighbor

Domestic!Din x Girl Next Door!Reader

Main Masterlist | Din Djarin Masterlist

Author's note: Can’t get enough of Domestic Din!! I did something a little different with the point of view/narration of this one so let me know how you like it! Requests are open.

Summary: Din moves into a secluded house on Nevarro thanks to Greef Karga. While he’s sitting out front watching Grogu play in the front yard, a woman comes up to say hello, introduces herself as his neighbor and brings him a welcome gift.

Word count: 4.7k

Warnings: reader is able-bodied, touch starved!Din, nervous!Din, the italics indicate Din’s thoughts, spoilers for season three finale, lots of fluff, bar fight, creepy guy at cantina, hand job, fingering, vaginal sex, unprotected sex

This is the life, Din thought to himself, kicking his feet up and relaxing in his front yard.

In his front yard of his home. The concept was wild for him to believe; that he could be a homeowner, living the domestic life with his son. Of course the two of them were still going to have adventures together but it was nice to have a permanent place to call home, on none other than the planet Nevarro, where it had all started for them.

Din watched as Grogu played with the frogs in the pond. It was so nice to watch him play in the sun and just be a kid, not having to worry about the galaxy’s threats. After retaking Mandalore and defeating Moff Gideon, this is exactly what Din’s son needed.

Din is snapped out of his thoughts when he notices a figure approaching his house.

That’s odd, he thinks to himself. His house is secluded. He doesn’t have traditional neighbors who live right next door.

As the figure comes closer he sees that it’s a woman, and she’s carrying a basket. Grogu also notices her and drops the frog he’s levitating. Din rises from his seat and walks to the front of his yard to meet her.

“Hello!” she says cheerily, “I’m your neighbor! Well actually I’m the closest thing you have to a neighbor. I live at the last house on the edge of town so I’m technically the closest house to you!”

She’s friendly.

“It’s nice to meet you. I’m Din,” he says.

“It’s nice to meet you too, Din!” She says, her smile beaming at him. She tells him her name and Din can’t help to take note of how beautiful it is and how perfectly it suits her.

“I brought you a little welcome gift,” she continues, holding out the basket in front of her.

“That’s very kind of you, but you didn’t have to,” Din says, slowly taking the basket from her hands.

“It’s not much. And it’s only the least I could do! There’s a blanket in there and some cookies I baked. Which I’m sure the little one will just love!” she says, crouching down to look at Grogu. He babbles happily at her. “What’s this little guy’s name?”

“Grogu. He’s my son.”

Normally this statement would elicit some sort of response questioning how they came to be or even a weird facial expression, because they are indeed an odd pair. But not her. She just smiled and said “Well he’s certainly a little cutie.” She stood up and stuck out her hand. “It was nice to meet you, Din. I just wanted to say hi before sunset. I have an early morning at work tomorrow,” she says.

He extends his arm and shakes her hand. “It was nice to meet you, too. Where do you work?”

“I work in the High Magistrate office under Greef Karga. I mainly just file paperwork which is boring but Greef’s personality makes up for it!” she chuckles.

Din chuckles too and then he looks down and realizes he’s still grasping her hand. Embarrassed, he lets it go and apologizes, “Sorry about that…”

“No worries, Din. I’ll see you around!” She gives a little wave and turns to walk home.

Din watches her until she’s out of his sight. He never knew his name could sound so nice. He could listen to her say it forever. He scoops up Grogu and goes inside with the welcome gift from his new neighbor.

•••

Three days. It took Din three days to muster up the courage to see her again. But the problem was that he didn’t have a good excuse. And then it dawns on him.

She brought over the cookies in a little reusable container. I’m sure she needs it back.

Sure, it wasn’t the best excuse in the world but he was so taken with her it didn’t matter to him. He scoops Grogu up and takes the container in the other hand. He leaves his house and starts walking towards hers, feeling nervous.

What if I have the wrong house? What if I knock and some guy answers the door for her? What if I knock and it’s not even her? What if she opens the door and is annoyed to see me? She did say her house was the last at the edge of town. It has to be hers.

It’s quite funny, actually; the hardened bounty hunter getting nervous over the girl next door.

He approaches the door and gives it a quick knock. He holds his breath for a second before he hears her voice shout “Just a minute!” He takes a deep breath, feeling relieved.

The door opens a moment later to reveal her smiling face.

“Din! What can I do for you?”

He holds out the container and forgets to say something for a moment. The puzzled look on her face reminds him to speak. “Oh! I just thought you would want this back.”

“Oh, don’t worry about it!” she says politely. “I figured you would need it anyway, gotta stock up the new house, ya know?”

“Oh, right…” he says back, feeling a little embarrassed.

“Did you guys like the cookies, though?”

“They were delicious. Thank you again,” Din said, not really knowing what to say to keep the conversation going.

“It was really nice to see you, though. I just have to finish this report for Karga or else I’d stay and chat. You should stop by more often, though! I certainly wouldn’t say no to seeing this little cutie more often,” she says sweetly, looking at Grogu.

“Of course. I’ll let you get back to it,” Din replies, feeling a little crushed.

“I’ll see you around, Din! And of course you too, Grogu!” She gives a little wave and turns, closing the door behind her.

Din walks back home feeling a little disappointed he couldn’t see her longer but also happy he even got to see her at all. He goes home and spends the rest of the night thinking about her bright eyes and kind smile. He wonders if she thinks about him too…

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He doesn’t see her again for another two days. This time, he was walking through the marketplace in town when he heard someone shout his name from behind him.

“Din!” she shouts, “Wait up!!”

He turned to see her, running up to him and waving. That beautiful smile of hers practically blinding him.

She stops in front of him and says “Hello, neighbor! I’m glad I got to see you again!”

“I’m glad I got to see you, too. What brings you here?”

“I’m just grabbing some ingredients for dinner tonight and later this week. Maybe I could cook for you sometime and we could have dinner together!” she says before bringing her palm to her forehead. “Wait, I'm sorry. That was insensitive of me. I know you have a creed you follow.”

She’s so thoughtful, Din thought to himself. This is the first time the creed has ever come up between the two of them and she was extremely understanding about it.

“You’re alright. It’s nice that you thought to invite me over for dinner.”

“Maybe I could cook it and drop some off to you?”

“I would love that.”

She looks down and notices Grogu in his little pouch that Din carries him in.

“That is just the cutest thing!” she squeals, crouching down at Grogu. She looks up at Din and asks, “Can I hold him?”

How could he say no? How could he say no to her and those big, beautiful eyes?

“Of course you can.”

She stood up and Din picked up Grogu from his pouch and handed him to her. He couldn’t help but notice how good she looked with a baby on her hip…

Don’t get carried away, Din.

“He’s just so cute. I don’t understand how you could get anything done with him around because I’d just stare at him all day,” she says, looking lovingly down at Grogu.

Grogu looked up at her and stuck his hand out, reaching for hers. She reaches her hand out and he grabs one of her fingers.

“Do you want to walk together?” Din asks.

She nodded and they walked together throughout the marketplace silently.

It isn’t until he notices her gazing up at him that he asks, “What?”

“What are you thinking about?”

How I want to hold you. How I want to kiss you. How I want you to be mine.

“Uh, just thinking about our life before we moved here,” he says, lying to her

“I’d love to hear all about it. If you don’t mind.”

Din noticed they were stopped in front of a bench and sat down. She followed suit and listened intently as Din retold his and Grogu’s story. He told her about how his bounty hunting life, how he rescued Grogu from the Empire, how he separated from Grogu so he could be with his own kind, how he took off his helmet and became an apostate, how he redeemed himself and retook Mandalore with his fellow Mandalorians. He couldn’t stop the words from flowing. He looked at her as she listened with wide eyes, adding little commentary in the form of oh no’s and wow’s in her soft voice. He couldn't help but notice the way the sun hit her face and the way her hair caught the wind. She listened to him as if she understood and made him feel seen. For someone covered in beskar, that’s a hard thing to do; feel seen.

After he concluded she said, “Thank you for sharing that with me, Din. I’m glad you feel comfortable enough with me to do that.”

He didn’t really know what to say for a moment. So she continued, “I know you haven’t had an easy life but think of all you’ve done. You saved Grogu from the Empire and took him in. You retook Mandalore. And all of that led you back here, to this planet, to me. It’s all very admirable.”

The words to me hung heavy in his head. Did she feel the same way about him? The very thought of that makes his heart beat fast and his palms sweaty. He doesn’t know what to say back.

“Thank you” was all he could muster.

“Of course,” she smiled. “Are you doing anything tomorrow night?” she continued.

“No, why do you ask?”

“Well some of my coworkers invited me to the cantina after work. I was wondering if you’d like to come, too. I know you can’t take off your helmet and drink in front of anyone but it would be nice just to have you there. If you’re worried about who will watch Grogu I’m sure Greef would. He’s not coming out with us anyway. He’s really turned into an old man!” she laughed.

She really thought all of this out, huh?

“Sure, that sounds nice. Thank you.”

“Of course! Meet me in front of the cantina at sundown?”

“Sounds good to me.”

“Cool! Alright we’ll I’m going to go home and start making dinner. I’ll drop off some for you and Grogu!” she said, crouching down to place the kid back in his pouch.

“Thank you,” Din says. “See you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow!” she replies cheerfully. And with a little wave of her hand she was gone, disappearing into the crowded marketplace.

After Din finished his errands, he returned home to find a container of food on his doorstep with a note attached to it. He picked it up and read the note. It said:

Hope you and Grogu enjoy! Can’t wait to hang out tomorrow night!

Followed by a heart and her name. He looked at her handwriting and how neat it was. He looked at the heart she drew and admired the way she signed her name, the curve of the letters. Again, it’s quite funny; the hardened bounty hunter is falling for the girl next door, falling so hard he finds himself admiring her handwriting of all things. He’s got it bad.

The next day comes and Din spends the whole day stressing about their plans. He was stressed about meeting her friends. What would they think of him? Would they like him? Would they think he’s not good enough for her? Never in his life has Din worried about people liking him but everything is different when it comes to her. He put his nervousness to the side and continued on with his day until it was time to drop Grogu off at Greef’s place. He places Grogu in his pouch and sets off into town. When he reaches Greef’s place he knocks and Greef answers, beaming at him.

“Well look who it is, it’s Mando! And of course we can’t forget Grogu too!” he says, smiling down at the kid. Grogu coos happily in response.

“Thanks for watching him.”

“Of course, anything for you and my little green friend. I’m glad you’re going out tonight. She’s great, isn’t she? One of my best employees.”

“Yeah she is.”

“I can take this little guy overnight if you think you’re going to be out late… if you know what I mean.”

“I’m going to pretend you didn’t say that. Thanks again.” And with that Din left and headed towards the cantina.

He walks down the streets of Nevarro, thinking about her and what she’ll be wearing and what she’ll be drinking and what her friends are like and then he stops. He stops dead in his tracks when he sees her in front of the cantina. The sun was setting behind her, outlining her. She was wearing a dress that perfectly hugged her figure, in a color that brought out the color of her eyes. She looked like a painting. She heard him approaching and turned to face him, the sun hitting the irises of her eyes perfectly exposing all of their colors.

“Hi,” she says, giving him a sweet smile. “Everyone else is inside but I wanted to wait out here for you. And look at this beautiful sunset.” She turns and faces the setting sun again. The light hitting her and highlighting her features. Din didn’t say anything, too busy taking in all of her beauty. After a moment she says, “Shall we go inside?” and he nodded.

The cantina was busy that night, filled with people and creatures of all different races. Her friends were sitting in a booth in the front, two women and one man. As they approached the table she introduced Din to them. He learned that their names are Grena, Rhysi and Varlo.

The five of them sat down together at the booth. The four of them were drinking but of course Din was not. He was ready to have to explain himself and his creed to them. But they never pushed or prodded. It makes sense though, someone as sweet as her wouldn’t surround herself with bad people.

“I’m going to go to the bar and grab us another round,” she says, rising from the table.

As she walked off to the bar her friends turned towards Din, ready to feel him out while she was gone.

“So, I heard you and our girl are neighbors,” Grena says, her dark eyes giving him a slight glare.

“Yes, we are. She’s been wonderful.”

“Of course she is. She’s the best,” Rhysi chimes in, tapping her fingers on the table.

“What we’re trying to say here, Din, is that our girl has been through enough heartache already. Don’t add to it,” Varlo adds, crossing his arms.

Din offered a tip of his helmet and the three of them seemed to understand and soften up a bit. His original assessment of them still stands, they weren’t bad people. They were looking out for their friend. And who can blame them?

“She’s been gone a while,” Grena noticed, her eyes scanning the cantina for her.

And that’s when Din sees it. A guy at the bar chatting her up. At first glance one may think she was into it, but the look on her face said otherwise. He was tall, towering over her. Din could tell she was just trying to be polite but deep down she was scared. The man inched forward and wrapped his arm around her and when she tried to pull away, his grip on her tightened. The look in her eyes was pure fear. Din had seen enough. Before he knew it, he was rising from the booth and making his way to them. He grabbed the guy on the shoulder and said “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Hey, why don’t you lay off, pal? I’m having a conversation here with a lovely lady.”

As the guy turned to face Din, she slips from his grasp and inches away a little bit.

“Can’t you see she wants nothing to do with you?”

“Everything was fine until you showed up,” he says angrily, taking a step forward and getting up in his face (well, helmet).

“You really don’t want to push this further,” Din threatens.

The man looked Din up and down and then lunged at him, trying to tackle him to the ground. Din blocked him and swung at him, punching him square in the jaw. Everyone at the bar scattered in different directions. The man stepped back for a second, blinking angrily before lunging and trying to tackle him again. This time Din pulled him into a headlock. The man tried fighting it but there was no use.

“Don’t you ever go near her again,” Din says angrily.

“Yeah whatever, mando,” the man spit back.

Din’s grip around the man’s neck tightened. “Did I not make myself clear? Don’t you ever go near her again.” His grip around the man’s neck tightened even more. All of a sudden the bartender shouts, “Out! Out with the both of you! This is no place for fighting. You can do that on the street for all I care,” shooing the both of them away.

Din lets go of the man and looks for her in the crowd of people. He sees her with the same scared look on her face.

What did I do? She’s afraid of me now.

Din turns and makes his way to the front of the cantina before exiting onto the street. The man followed him outside but instead of continuing to fight he looked at Din, shook his head and muttered “all for some broad” before walking off into the night. Din stood there outside of the cantina for what felt like forever until he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around to find her, looking up at him with worry.

“I’m sorry cyar’ika,” he said before she could speak. “I’m sorry for causing a scene in front of your friends.”

“Hey, don’t be. You really helped me out back there. That guy wouldn’t take no for an answer. He wouldn’t stop touching me…”

He can see the fear in her eyes still. He pulls her into a hug and says “I’ve got you. You’re safe now.”

He takes in her smell (as much as he can through the helmet) as he holds her. He feels her shaking still and it breaks his heart. He never wants her to feel unsafe ever but especially not when she’s with him.

“How about I walk you home?” he asks, rubbing her back softly.

“Thanks. I’d like that,” she says, pulling away to look at him and give him a small smile.

“What about your friends?”

“They’ll be fine. I’m sure they’ll be heading home soon, too.”

He nods and they start walking in the direction of home. Din puts a protective arm around her shoulder. He tries not to focus on the way she leans into his touch. Trying instead to focus on getting her home safely.

The walk is silent but he doesn’t blame her considering what she went through. Din started to feel guilty for not noticing sooner.

As they reached her front door they turned to face each other.

“Thanks for coming out with us, Din. Even though it didn’t go that well… But most importantly thank you for being there for me tonight.”

“Of course. I would do anything to protect you,” he suddenly finds himself saying, the words coming out before he realizes what he’s actually saying.

“You’re too kind,” she says shyly, looking at the ground. She continues, “Since our night was cut short… would you like to come inside?”

Yes, of course. I would do anything to be alone with you. To hold you and be with you.

“That sounds nice,” Din says, trying not to sound too eager.

She unlocked the door and stepped inside. Din followed her in and she shut the door behind him before flicking on the light. Her house matched her personality perfectly; warm and inviting.

“Well this is it,” she says, flopping down on the couch. “It’s not much.”

“No, it's perfect.” He sat down next to her.

They both fell silent for a moment. Din didn’t know what to say. He’s pretty sure that if he opened his mouth at all, all that would come out would be; I think you’re gorgeous. I really like you. I want to spend more time with you. So, he didn’t say anything. Instead it’s her that speaks first, “What was that name you called me? Outside the cantina.”

Din froze. He didn’t even register that he said that, the Mando’a word for sweetheart. He didn’t know what to say back. He had two options: 1. Lie and say it means something else, which was a bad idea. What if she found out the real meaning somehow? Or 2. Tell the truth, get it over with. Confess his feelings for her.

He decided the latter was the best option.

“…It’s Mando’a for sweetheart,” he says quietly.

Her eyes widened. She stayed silent for a moment before scooching closer to him. She looked up at him and said “Sweetheart, huh?”

At this point he was sweating furiously. Trying desperately to read her expression. He couldn’t tell if she was flattered or freaked out. But then she placed herself in his lap and that’s when he realized what was going on. She said nothing still, her eyes gazing up at his visor. It’s almost like she puts him under a spell because whenever she gives him that look, his thoughts suddenly vocalize themselves and he’s unable to stop it.

“Listen, cyar’ika. I like you a lot. I’ve had feelings for you since the day you stepped into my front yard. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you since.”

“Aw, Din. I feel the same way about you,” she replies, wrapping her arms around him and putting her face in the crook of his neck.

A wave of relief washed over him. She feels the same way. He hasn’t felt this happy in a long time.

They stayed there like that for a moment, her sitting in his lap, hugging each other, before she slipped her hand by his crotch, grazing it ever so slightly.

Oh.

For someone so sweet, she did have a little spice to her, too. Because the grazing turned into full on rubbing. Din felt himself get hard against his flight suit. She goes to pull his cock out before pulling away and asking him sweetly, “Is this okay?” He stuttered out a yes and she continued. Rubbing her hand up and down his large cock, watching it get harder and harder. She spit in her hand a little and lubricated it, making each stroke of her hand feel better and better. Each stroke of her hand set Din’s on fire. She quickens the pace a little and Din feels himself get closer. Unsure of where this was going or what her plan was, he stopped her, placing his hand on hers.

“I, um, I’m getting close and uh I guess what I’m trying to say is, is that okay? If I finish?” he asks nervously.

“Oh, I see what you mean… I have other plans.”

She steps out of his lap and stands up. She pulls off her dress over her head and tosses it on the floor. Din’s grateful for his helmet at this moment because if she could see his face, she would see him absolutely gawking at her. He took in the sight of her completely, admiring her waist, her legs, her tits, and even little things like beauty marks and stretch marks. She was even more beautiful than he ever could’ve imagined.

She laid out on the couch next to him and he glanced down at her form sprawled out. She spread open her legs a little, willing him to touch her center that was rapidly growing wet. He ran a finger up and down her slit. He checked to see if this was okay and when she nodded he inserted a finger inside her. Feeling her soft walls and rubbing her g-spot. She closed her eyes in pleasure. He admired the way her eyelashes fanned out against her face. Her soft moans leaving her mouth were like music to his ears. He wanted to make her do that more. He slipped another finger inside, making a “come here” motion. She was growing wetter and tightening around his fingers. And then he felt it, her orgasm. He felt her pussy flutter and convulse around his fingers, leading him to think what it would feel like around his cock. She came down from her high and sighed, opening her eyes. Her cheeks and chest were flushed. He wanted to remember every detail about this.

“I’m ready for you,” she says softly, spreading her legs so he could fit in between her thighs.

He hovered over her and aligned himself with her entrance. Her eyes widened and she let out a soft oh. He could replay that moment forever. He felt her walls expand to accommodate his size. He began thrusting in and out of her, looking down at her lovingly, half wishing she could see the expression on his face, drinking in the sight of her. This was the most beautiful she had been to him since meeting her. He picks up the paces and brings one hand down to caress her cheek. She looked at him with those big, beautiful eyes and that’s when Din knew he was a goner. She smiled sweetly at him and held the hand that was caressing her face. He continued to thrust more and more, each of them increasing in speed and intensity.

“I’m getting close, Din,” she breathes out.

“Me too, cyar’ika.”

He willed himself not to cum first, wanting to feel her cum around his cock. And when she did it was heavenly. Her soft walls pulsating around his cock sent him over the edge and before he knew it he was pulling out and painting her stomach with thick ropes of cum.

They stared at each other for a moment, coming down off the high of orgasming. After coming to his senses, Din reached for a tissue from the tissue box on the end table and cleaned her off. He sits up and she pulls herself into his lap again, wrapping her arms around him.

“Thank you,” she whispers, “for moving in. I’m really glad to have met you.”

“Me too, cyar’ika,” he says, brushing her hair behind her ear. He was still partly in shock that that had just happened.

They stayed there like that for a while, just holding each other before they decided it was probably time to go to bed. As she led the way to her bedroom Din thought to himself, Karga was right. I did need him to keep Grogu overnight.

Maybe Karga knew what he was doing all along. As he slipped into bed with her, he thought of all the ways he could pay him back. But most of all he thought about how lucky he was to have her. As she slept in his arms he couldn’t help but think about the day she stepped into his front yard; a day he would certainly never forget.

End note: This request was super cute!! I had a lot of fun writing this. Let me know your thoughts and send in any other requests you may have! And me send me an ask or reply to this post if you'd like to be added to my tag list!

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amphibia-a-day · 1 year

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Day 631 of Amphibia Screenshots

Episode: If You Give a Frog a Cookie

#Amphibia #If You Give a Frog a Cookie #Amphibia If You Give a Frog a Cookie #Sprig Plantar #Polly Plantar #Hop Pop #Hop Pop Plantar #Hopediah Plantar #Mrs. Boonchuy #Amphibia Screenshots #Amphibia Screenshot

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2023himbotournament · 1 year

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Coming to you all soon: The 2023 Grand Himbo Tournament!!

Inspired by the @nonbiney-swag-competition mainly, created and hosted by @makerofmadness

edit: guys it's already started pleas catch up I can't tell everyone who thinks it hasn't started yet dndndndndndn

Edit 2; The tournament has officially concluded! Thanks for your participation, I will still be using this blog for helping spread other tournaments, and also posting cringe

Welcome one and all, to the most ambitious tournament probably so far (that is to say, I chose way too many characters but in my defense I had found a blank template for a smash bros character roster thing and wanted to fill the whole thing up, even if I had to turn to the dark side to do so for one or two picks): The 2023 Himboff!

Round 1 Part 1 will begin on Friday, hopefully giving everyone enough time to prepare themselves for battle (I describe this as if it's a war and not a tumblr pollnament-).

EDIT: Yes I am being told that I may have included characters who may not fit the himbo criteria perfectly but in my defense i am not in every fandom and my research consisted of furious googling so if google lied to me then blame that

Now, without further ado, here is our roster!!

The himbos, in order from top to bottom, left to right:

Johnny Bravo (Johnny Bravo)

Kronk (The Emperor's New Groove)

Milk Cookie (Cookie Run)

Glamrock Freddy (Five Nights at Freddy’s)

Asgore Dreemurr (Undertale)

John F Kennedy (Clone High)

Joseph Joestar (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)

Son Goku (Dragon Ball)

Fred Jones (Scooby Doo)

Knuckles (Sonic Boom)

Chandlo Funkbun (Bugsnax)

Hercules (Hercules)

Milo (Pokémon)

Tom Dupain (Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir)

Jake English (Homestuck)

Launchpad McQuack (Ducktales)

King Dedede (Kirby)

Jonathan Joestar (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)

Lupin III (Lupin III)

Bolin (The Legend of Korra)

Big the Cat (Sonic)

Joey Wheeler (Yu-Gi-Oh)

Maui (Moana)

Phoenix Wright (Ace Attorney)

Sun Wukong (RWBY)

Terra (Kingdom Hearts)

Dimitri (Fire Emblem)

Brock (Pokémon)

Emile (How Not to Summon a Demon Lord)

Galo Thymos (Promare)

Gladiolus Amicitia (Final Fantasy)

Groose (The Legend of Zelda)

Hector (Fire Emblem)

Gonta Gokuhara (Danganronpa)

Indus Tarbella (Epithet Erased)

Tyko (Harmoknight)

Okuyasu Nijimura (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)

Toshinori Yagi (My Hero Academia)

Zeke von Genbu (Xenoblade)

Reyn (Xenoblade)

Koichi Zenigata (Lupin III)

Zhongli (Genshin Impact)

Killer T Cell (Cells at Work!)

Jean Pierre Polnareff (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure)

Muscle Cookie (Cookie Run)

Flynn Rider (Tangled)

Prince Naveen (The Princess and the Frog)

Captain Underpants (Captain Underpants)

Kofu (Pokémon)

Buzz Lightyear (Toy Story)

Larry the Lobster (Spongebob SquarePants)

Ralph (Wreck-It Ralph)

King Fergus (Brave)

Kyojuro Rengoku (Demon Slayer)

Joey Tribbiani (Friends)

Steve Harrington (Stranger Things)

Jason Mendoza (The Good Place)

Troy Barnes (Community)

Kamina (Gurren Lagann)

Alfred F. Jones (Hetalia) (sincere apologies)

Andy Dwyer (Parks and Recreation)

Thor (Marvel)

Nate Archibald (Gossip Girl)

Valhallen (Powerpuff Girls)

He-Man (He-Man and the Masters of the Universe)

Arthur Morgan (Red Dead Redemption)

Leon (Pokémon)

Sam (Stardew Valley)

Reigen Arataka (Mob Psycho 100)

Clawd Wolf (Monster High)

Guillermo (Himbo Harem Homicide)

Galio (League of Legends)

Mirio Togata (My Hero Academia)

See you all on Friday for when the Himboff commences!

#poll #himbo #2023 himboff #tournament #polls #would appreciate it if people would reblog this to help it spread :'3 I worked hard #Edit: I straight up forgot to list two of the roster members until now dnndndndnd

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writesailingdreams · 1 year

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also want to state again how much I love Terri

#yes! science is about sharing knowledge #there's so many good science folk in amphibia (the show)#yay #amphibia #if you give a frog a cookie #wsd weird brain #wsd watches amphibia

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sarahghetti · 8 months

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going to the carnival hcs; m.k.

pairing: marc spector x reader, steven grant x reader, jake lockley x reader, the gang's all here

summary: the carnival's in town! some headcanons for how you spend your time there with the boys.

warnings: mildly suggestive near the end, but essentially just pure fluff all the way through. reader is called princesa once, no descriptions otherwise.

word count: 2.0k

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the carnival rolls into town—of course you’re all going!

and it’s kind of perfect because they all have their favourite parts.

food

marc is your food guy—he won’t be the one to suggest the funky fair foods like frog legs or peanut putter pickle corn dogs, but he will go halfsies with you on anything you want to get so you can try a lot of different things.

you’re giving this look to the deep fried oreos stand that has marc pursing his lips, obviously hesitant even though he offers no resistance when you direct the two of you towards it.

“if you want cookies, I saw a place near the entrance,” he suggests in a placating sort of way, as though he could dissuade you from trying any of the monstrosities at your disposal.

“but…” you gesture at the sign, look at it! and he’s never been more aware of how much you’ve got him wrapped around your little finger because he’s buying an order for you without a second thought.

“it’s… very sweet,” he remarks after his first bite. “not sure if it’s much of an improvement on the original thing.”

“then why do you keep eating it?” you make grabby hands towards the tray in his hand to try one, and he dangles it out of your reach. “wha—hey!”

“just hang on a sec.” he polishes off his cookie, tongue darting out to catch some errant sugar on his lips before pulling you deep into a kiss.

he’s grinning wide at his own cheesiness before he even draws back completely, your face is burning and, yeah—it’s pretty sweet.

meanwhile steven kind of taps out for this. veganism doesn’t exactly pair well with the hodgepodge of carnival foods being offered, but he will take a good sorbet when it gets particularly hot out.

if he fronts after marc or jake eat something non-vegan, steven will find the nearest lemonade stand to wash the taste out of his mouth. he gets a different one every time, and almost drinks the entire bubblegum flavoured lemonade even though he dislikes it.

jake secretly thinks it’s good. marc fronts again near the end of the cup and immediately tosses it in the trash.

jake has simpler tastes but will try to deviate a little in spirit of the carnival. as long as it’s generally something he likes, like fried chicken or a burger, he won’t mind if it comes in a cone or has a shit-ton of cheese piled on top. is the one to pay eight dollars for a cob of corn.

games

marc and steven will only play the fair game scams if you want to, but jake has no qualms about them at all. you mention that there’s a prize plushie you think is cute and he’s already pulling you towards the booth, eyes glinting in a way that you know he’s up to trouble.

jake then proceeds to crush every single game you come across.

skeeball? he’s getting 100 points with every ball he throws. hoops? draft this man into the nba, he’s sinking baskets like your life depends on it.

jake’s bracing a pellet gun against his shoulder, lining up the scope with the targets at the end of the booth when it finally clicks.

he might not be wearing the suit, but that doesn’t mean that khonshu isn’t with him. you lean in over his shoulder. “wait, are you—?”

bam, bam, bam. three shots, three bullseyes. the people around you are whooping and hollering, but jake just turns to you with a smug look on his face.

“didn’t even need him for this one, princesa, but—” his eyes dart to the top of the booth and you can imagine the god sitting up there, watching you. “what is true justice if not scamming a scammer, hm?”

the attendant comes around to give jake his prize, which he presents to you with flourish and a wink.

“now, is there anything else you want? the fist of vengeance—” he drops his voice down to what you know as an imitation of khonshu “—still has a few games left in him.”

marc fronts again to find his wallet much lighter and his arms full of plushies that jake won for you and just sighs.

steven must’ve read a book about the design behind carnival games at some point because boy is he knowledgeable about it.

it’s a bit of diversion from his usual egyptology, but he seems to know all the tricks of the major games like the back of his hand and leans in close to your ear to tell you exactly what’s happening as you watch other people play.

“you see that?” he points towards the ring toss booth, where a handful of people are fruitlessly bouncing rings off the rims of bottles.

you already know what’s coming but still, you ask: “do you wanna play?”

“oh, no, love, now the rings—” he brings the tips of his forefinger and thumb together in demonstration “—they’re barely big enough to fit over the bottles, you’d have to hit it dead on to have a chance. even then, the material isn’t any help, the rings’ll bounce right off like—that!”

he snaps his fingers, and you giggle a little at his theatrics. the sound always makes him blush a little, and he turns back to the game to distract himself before he gets too flustered.

someone puts down twenty dollars for a bucket of rings and he clicks his tongue in disapproval. “poor buggers.”

maybe he says it a little too loudly, catching the attention of some of the players and his face flushes red as he stammers an apology. you shove him playfully, face similarly burning. “steven!”

“sorry!”

the only exception for marc is the horizonal bar game, you know, the one where someone has to hang from a bar for some length of time? it’s practically impossible because it rotates under your hands, yeah, yeah, steven—he knows.

but marc’s a guy with far above average fitness who climbs up walls on the reg. doesn’t even need khonshu’s power to beat it, he just hangs up there, smirking at you as the timer counts down. it’s the easiest prize he’s ever won in his life.

rides

marc’s whole life is a rollercoaster, so he’s ok.

but in all seriousness, the midway rides aren’t really his thing. they’re transported in from who-knows-where, then set up in a parking lot by who-knows-who, and you’re supposed to just let them flip you upside down over and over again while paying ten bucks for the honour? no. he does not trust them.

steven and jake, however, see all the bright lights and loud music and are a little more favourable.

steven probably feels nauseous at the idea of being put upside down, but travelling fast in a circle, or spinning around in teacups? he’s so down. will join you in spinning the teacups to the max or sport a devilish grin as he singlehandedly spins the teacup as you scream.

(will give you a lil kiss on the forehead as an apology if he accidentally takes it too far)

jake sees the crazier rides as a challenge. won’t push you to do them if you really aren’t comfortable, but he gets this spark in his eyes and promises to keep you safe if you ride with him.

what does that mean? it means that he has full confidence that if there’s a failure in any of the safety mechanisms, he can suit up and save you before anything bad happens.

marc is absolutely flabbergasted that jake “protector of the body” lockley even considers going on any of these deathtraps. loudly protests from within as jake tells you about how fast his reaction time is—it doesn’t matter, jake, just don’t take them on the ride in the first place!

the Ferris Wheel SceneTM goes a bit differently depending on who’s fronting at the time.

steven absolutely insists on going on the ferris wheel and will wait any length of line so that you can ride it.

“look at that!” he’s pressed against your side, shoulder to hip, and uses your joined hands to point out landmarks in the distance as you climb in height. the city lights glitter across the horizon, and steven laughs at the spectacle of it all.

he’s probably imagined this very moment happening ever since you told him that the carnival was coming to town—sitting on top of a ferris wheel with you at his side, being able to kiss you at the top.

“did you have fun?” you bump into his shoulder, smiling at how happy he looks.

“fun? love, this is—” he shakes his head. “today has been like a dream. you’re like a dream.”

he says the last part like a confession, grinning, and you feel his happiness when he finally gets to press his lips to yours.

jake suggests you go on the ferris wheel in the same way as when he suggested the two of you cheat at the carnival games, so you’re immediately suspicious.

“stop looking at me like that.” he tries and fails to keep a smirk off his face, giving you an innocent look as he rests a hand on your knee. “isn’t it beautiful outside?”

it is. you take your eyes off him for one moment to admire the view and his hand creeps higher, fingertips pressing into your thigh.

“jake!” your eyes widen, and the bastard has the audacity to laugh. he leans in close, lips brushing against the shell of your ear.

“nobody can see us up here—it’s just you and me.” his lips move down to graze your jaw, and your breath catches in your throat. your heart flutters.

“I like the sound of that.” jake pulls back slightly to see the small smile on your face. “’you and me.’”

it’s like you’ve taken the wind out of his horny sails. he can’t help but to smile back, and when he kisses you again, on the lips this time, you know that he agrees with you.

the ferris wheel is the only ride you can convince marc to go on; no matter what he says, he’s a big softie at heart.

he keeps an arm wrapped around you the entire time, holding you close. the scent of him envelopes you like a warm blanket.

marc doesn’t say a lot, preferring to just enjoy your company as you slowly make your way to the top. you don’t mind—you just rest your head on his shoulder and wait for him to open up on his own.

when you stop at the top, it’s like you’re in a movie. the neon lights spread out beneath you, your quiet breaths in the cabin, the soft kiss he presses to the top of your head.

“I love you,” he murmurs, and it means so much more than you’ll ever know. you smile up at him and he looks back at you with the softest expression you’ve ever seen—like he’s at finally at peace, and you’re the reason why.

you can’t help but kiss him, then—let him taste the words as you say “I love you, too.”

#moon knight x reader #marc spector x reader #steven grant x reader #jake lockley x reader #moon knight #marc spector #steven grant #jake lockley #moon knight fanfic #my writing #i have no shame this is purely self indulgent

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endlessdaydream · 2 months

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I get it, live actions aren’t for everybody and that’s totally fine. Not everyone’s gonna like it. But to shit on the stupidest things, or draw the dumbest conclusions??? Blocked. Y’all look dense as fuck. Views will be mixed as they always are, quit clogging up the tags with your negativity and find some chill 😂 The originals are still there to watch or read and enjoy…so go do that…it’s literally on the same app 👏🏻 I’m trying to be understanding I am, but some of y’all are so damn hung up you’re letting it completely destroy something you’d otherwise enjoy

Anyways!! Here’s some of the stuff I loved from the atla live action!

•cinematography, soundtrack, costumes - all on point

•getting to see the airbenders flourishing!!! Also the dude who played Gyatso?! Didn’t think I could love him more!! Even though it was painful as FUCKKKK getting to see the first invasion of the fire benders was an epic masterpiece

•speaking of, the first scene?? With the earthbender soldiers in the fire nation?? Iconic

•Omashu: unpop opinion I’m sure (bc y’all hate change but simultaneously hate when it’s carbon copy????????🤦🏼‍♀️) I loved how they incorporated like 3 or 4 episodes into one, and they flowed really well together. Jet is FOINEEE. Mechanist was perfect & his son is a freaking badass, amazing casting! Even though it was change, the secret tunnel scenes were still really freaking cool and the badgermoles were SICK AS FUCK. Also I love that Bumi was still cooky but not just randomly cooky? Like mans was run down from being king basically the entire war…which FAIR. And it made sense that he was peeved with Aang BECAUSE they were such good friends. Like the other avatars being mad at him? Yea that’s whatever. But for Bumi it was kinda personal. Also CABBAGE MAN WE MISSED YOU 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 Oh! And the way they mentioned other episodes like they were lore when Zuko was trying to find Aang? That was an amazing way to tie back to the OG series

•I love how they incorporated the blue spirit, Koh, the fog of lost souls & parts of the ep where sokka and Katara got sick & Aang had to get them frogs - just reimagined it. Oh also Hei Bai! Yea, I loved that whole episode. Koh & Hei Bai were SCARY as fuck, it was awesome!!

•HAHN MY BELOVED…I ADORE YOU! Favorite character that they added/changed. Katara getting the other women involved in the battle?! Tui & La? The oasis?! 😭😭 stunning!!!! I also LOVEDDDDD Aangs avatar spirit that he turned into, literally perfect! And I loved the change that he gave himself over to the spirits wrath..fucking SICK. Also right before aang turned into the spirit/whatever that’s called, I was praying they’d do the line and thEY DIDDDD!!!

•Fire lord Ozai?? 😳😚 nothing needed to be said - perfection

•Kyoshi?! The Kyoshi warriors?! SUKI?! - speechless

•I like that they’re making more of a point to show how smart Sokka is! Mechanist calling him an engineer…I hope they play more into that! Ik they did a bit in the show with the subs (cartoon), but still

•”~hE rAn~” seriously my favorite line, I was DYINGGGG!!! The scenes with Zuko and Iroh, Zuko before the war meeting, the leaves from the vine being in the background at the funeral….ARE YOU FUCKING WITH ME?! Zuko’s crew being the crew he SAVED?! And when they find out they all do the fire nation bows to their prINCE?! 😭😭😭😭

I’m being fair y’all - things I don’t love/hope they change:

•this one I’m 50/50 on - I don’t love that they tried to give Kuruk a reason for disappearing. They tried to pull shit from Korra to make him look meaningful & not useless as an avatar and it didn’t hit for me

•some of the wigs: obviously we won’t see Yue again, but I wanted her hair to be white. I didn’t love the wig but it wouldn’t have been as bad for me if it wasn’t so grey. Also do NOT love Azula, Tylee or Mai’s hair. Ik they look just like the show but whether that’s wigs or their actual hair (I’m clueless) it needs some serious improvement. Azula’s looks great down, I just don’t like how big the side pieces are that frame her face when it’s up.

•Katara, my love, I am PRAYING part of your development is also going to be her becoming more outspoken and badass, bc this season we saw the tiniest of glimpses of it, not a fan (unless it’s a part of her development…she did grow up in a tiny ass tribe so I’m giving them the benefit of the doubt)

• IK they’re going with a much more serious Aang, but pleaseeeee give us some actual moments of him being a kid. We saw that like twice 😭

•Dante is the PERFECT ZUKO, I will hear NO slander. However, I need him to be more of a dick. I’m hoping we’ll get that when he gets super desolate when they’re on the run & then we have Zuko alone & he has his inner battle. I need snarky dickhead Zuko, so you can truly see the big differences between what he’s fighting (himself vs. who his dad wants him to be)

Have fun kids!

In case I haven’t made it clear, idgaf if you disagree. I go so hard for these live actions because it’s fun! It’s just supposed to be fun and different and new. If you get so serious about it you’re ALWAYS going to be disappointed, there’s no way around it bc nothing is ever going to be as good as the original book, the original show, the original tale. OG atla is ALWAYS gonna be the winner, nothing will compare! So sit back ~relax~ and find some joy in the little things

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can u do a matt age regression fic or hc? the chris one is soooo cute

Healing

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Some Matt headcaons revolving around age regression! 100% SFW and includes caregiver! and little!Matt :). As always, age regression is non sexual and innocent. If you don't like it, keep scrolling! Now, enjoy some fluff<3

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⇢ ˗ˏˋ caregiver!Matt ࿐ྂ

✧.* matt is genuinely the sweetest person ever when you tell him that you age regress. he doesn't think it's weird or gross; instead, he's happy that you're helping your trauma in a safe, healthy way<3

✧.* he knows as soon as you tell him that "daddy" is the name that really fits. he doesn't care that its nonconventional, it makes you happy and he loves when you squeal it in your little voice

✧.* matt is the perfect daddy for a baby who's a little more on the quiet side

✧.* your favorite things to do together are: snuggle, build blanket forts, make cookies, and of course giving daddy makeovers

✧.* he is wrapped around your tiny finger. anything baby wants, baby gets

✧.* caring actually helps matt too, because a) it makes him feel needed and b) it gives him structure and routine

✧.* even though you two create a wonderful nursery for when you're tiny, you refuse to sleep in there. you always have to be cuddled up in daddy's arms

✧.* "daddy? daddy. daddy! DADDY! daddy!! DADDY?"

"yes, baby?"

"nofing, jus says it"

⇢ ˗ˏˋ little!Matt ࿐ྂ

✧.* when matt "comes out" to you as an age regressor, you immediately know what's going

✧.* kissing all over your boy's face, promising that you love him more than anything and are so excited to get to know little him

✧.* matt's "little age" is either a very tiny baby or 5-6

✧.* when he's feeling smaller, he loves having milk with a little bit of vanilla and cinnamon in a bottle

✧.* matt is 100% a stuffies baby. he has TONS and they're mostly woodland animals

✧.* he originally started age regressing as an escape from the anxiety, but now he just does it for fun :)

✧.* matt's mostly just quiet and cuddly when he's little, opting to snuggle with you in bed, rather than run crazy like some babies

✧.* he's definitely the baby that gets confused by his tattoos in his littlespace

"wat dis?"

"that's big matt's tattoos, baby!"

"we wash off? no llowed color on self. dat a wule"

✧.* he's absolutely attached to your side in littlespace. everything he does is for and about you and his little self looks up to you so much<3

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Embrace[s.r]

spencer doesnt feel like hes anything more than his intelligence, but ethan proves him wrong.

WARNINGS- angst, internalized homophobia, self esteem issues, crying, mentions of mommy issues

college au!Ethan x college au!spencer reid ][ hurt/comfort ][ masterlist!!

a/n- ok this is actually my first ship fic and im so excited!! i've been obsessed with Ethan x spencer ever since i started writing this! hope y'all enjoy reading as much as i enjoyed writing <3

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there was a soft breeze drifting through the window ruffling the non-existent curtains that no college student was going to spend their little money on. Instead there were some cheap shades provided by the university.

Ethan never minded his small means, his small dorm with a small bed despite being in his junior year. The bed was big enough to fit him and Spencer and that's all he cared about.

but tonight, in the dark room they weren't sitting on top together- no Spencer was hunched over himself his body wracking sob after sob, and ethan’s arms wrapped around him. they left comforting circles on his back, and squeezed spencer tightly against his chest.

the darkened room left both boys faces wailed by shadows, hiding spencers tear track stained cheeks from his best friend.

ethan’s hushed voice was deafening over the silence of the tiny dorm room. He whispered quiet small nothings into spencers ear.

spencers cheek was smushed into his best friends shoulder, and his face was in ethan’s neck, breathing in the familiar scent of his worn university sweatshirt.

spencers knees were pulled to his chest in a self soothing motion, and ethan’s arm wrapped around the ball of spencer in his lap. Spencer also had his arms wrapped tightly around ethan’s waist, white knuckle gripping the back of his sweatshirt.

spencer had never felt worth more than when he was with Ethan. Ethan saw him for more than a 187 IQ or a multiple degree nerd. To Ethan, spencer was a man who had humor, deep empathy, and so so much love to give.

And it was nights like these were sometimes spencer needed a little help remembering that.

after all, thats what best friends are for right?

by two am, spencers body didn’t have any more tears to cry. He was a tired cookie sinking into his best friend’s arms.

“i, im sorry,”

spencer sounded hesitant, voice still shaky and throat still frogged. Ethan only chuckled lightly to himself, causing spencers eyebrows to knit together slightly and his head to perk up from its place on the other boys shoulder at the sound.

“spencer you've nothin to be sorry for” ethan’s soothing drawl lulled spencers worries along with the bashful smile he held for the idiotic genius in front of him.

this caused a small smile to crawl its way onto spencers lips and a blush on his cheeks.

“everyone needs a lil’ reassurance sometimes- even geniuses like you spence,”

spence. only Ethan called him spence. spencer liked when ethan called him that. the only other person who had a nickname for him was his mother, and thats a whole other can of worms filled with mommy issues we dont have time for.

these reassuring words caused the aforementioned smile to grow on his lips a centimeter or two. Spencer had now raised his head to look directly at Ethan. Their faces were so close, they could feel each others breath warming the others’ lips.

Ethan couldn't help but let his eyes drift downwards to spencer’s pink lips, the moment getting the better of him. the young genius was too busy staring into ethan’s beautiful deep brown eyes.

the bearded man tentatively lifted a hand to spencers cheek. he cupped it gently, his thumb rubbing away the tear tracks littering spencers soft cheeks. Ethan could feel the heat rising to his already warm cheeks.

this caused spencer to smile a bit, his eyes crinkling slightly from joy and bashfulness. they reminded themselves of school girls, blushing and grinning for eachother.

Ethan leaned in closer without actually touching spencers face with his, if that was possible. though it was spencer who took the final leap to close the gap.

Spencers lips felt exactly how Ethan had imagined them for months, the kiss feeling electric as they danced. Ethan had been pining for his best friend for months, but this whole experience was new for spencer. He had never really kissed anyone, and he had never really imagined it being with a man. but it felt right. like so many things had just clicked into place and spencer felt at peace in ethan’s arms

finally pulling away air, they both grinned big bashful smiles at each other. “that was nice, i like doing that. i like kissing you.” Spencer the ever logical man of science stated them as facts, though the hearts in his eyes were far from logical.

“can i kiss you again?” Ethan phrased it more like a statement than a question, but the offer still stood. instead of a response, Ethan got a kiss, which i guess one could say is a response. this time neither was caught off guard, and they could enjoy it more.

spencer felt fireworks behind his eyes to say the least.

when the pair reluctantly pulled away for air again, Ethan couldn't help but stare into spencer blown, honey brown pupils. Thais caused spencer to blush, a warmth creeping up his cheeks, blending with the buzzing lingering on his lips left by ethan’s own lips.

“i like you, ethan, like a lot”

ethan chuckled a bit, not at spencers admittance, but at the fact he fel the need to say it. “oh really spence, we practically just made out. but for the record i like you to, like a lot” Ethan had a warm smile fas as he spoke, looking down at spencer, who was still resting the side of his head against ethan’s shoulder.

spencer blushed a little when Ethan called him out, but knew he only meant it lovingly. though lovingly was the only way ethan ever spoke to spencer.

Even before spencer collapsed into his arms crying when he came over to vent about classwork, even before Ethan comforted him with no hesitation, and even before they practically made out. which was why Ethan felt the need to support

“hey spence?”

“ya?”

“you know it’s okay that you kissed a guy, ive known i was into guys since freshman year, its okay.”

spencer looked down, fiddling with his fingers like he always did. Ethan took the opportunity to take spencers hands in his. “hey, honey, look at me, it’s okay.” spencer darted his eyes up to Ethan’s and he said with an obvious frog in his throat “its okay that I kissed you, its okay that im in love with you.”

ethan’s smile was warm at spencer’s words, and he placed a peck on his cheek. “thank you handsome, thats all i wanted to hear.” spencer was even more blushy at the pet name, leaning farther into ethan’s shoulder in the hopes of obscuring his face in the other boys sweater.

“you know if your in love with me, then i think that means we should be boyfriends, right?” Ethan had a playful tone, but the questions till stood.

“i think so too, boyfriend.” spencer spoke joyfully, a smile on his face as he placed one last kiss on his now boyfriends lips.

without any other words said the new couple laid down together. spencer laid with his back resting against his boyfriends chest as he curled in on himself.

Ethan took the opportunity as the big spoon to rest in face in spencers hair, the smell of his hair gel bringing comfort.

Spencer fell asleep to the sound of ethan’s breathing and the feeling of his boyfriend’s warmth against their skin. He felt like more than enough in ethan’s arms, in ethan’s embrace.

The End

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